I drank her like sweet milk. My mouth made love to her pussy. Licking, kissing, sucking, nibbling. She pushed her hips towards my face and followed my...rhythm, taking it over, begging for pressure, steering for angles. Her body tightened and released. Shaking. Trembling. Moaning. Grabbing my hair. All of it with bewildered fire. Pushing down onto my face, into herself. Majestic vulnerability. I could feel a burning, a pulsing in my cock, had to focus to hold back. “Fuck me.”I obliged. Her smell. Your opponent does the same on his. “On his,” one may ask. Is this a sexist game? Absolutely.Spin the spinner. “Right Hand Blue,” so put your right hand on a blue dot of your choice.Spin again and your opponent makes his move.There can be no more than one hand or foot on any dot. If your hand or foot is already on a dot of the called color, you must move it to another dot of that color. If there’s no way to get your left hand to a yellow dot but to reach between your opponent’s legs, say, “Hope. ‘I’m hot going to abandon a damsel halfway to her door. I told Cora I’d see you home and I will.’ Jokingly I did a kind of low courtly Sir Walter Raleigh bow, and she chortled with amusement. I saw Zöe to the door of the council flat her family occupy, then prepared to lope back to the underground. As I turned, Zöe caught my sleeve. ‘Adam, would you like to come in for a few minutes, for a coffee or something?’ It was getting late, I still had a substantial journey ahead of me, and I started to. Over and over, I unloaded my cum onto his bed spread as he bucked his seed deep into my ass. I could feel every twitch of his cock as his cum erupted in spurts deep into me. So much cum was pouring into my ass that his cock now slid in and out so easily."I bet you do wish you could get pregnant from this black studs cum, huh?" he taunted me as he began to withdraw his cock. I just collapsed on my stomach as he withdrew, laying in my own puddles of cum. I would be happy the rest of my life.